Walker was quickly eradicating the small vines that were coming at him. So much so that he had stopped using the frost ring spell. He felt that it was actually holding him back from reaching farther in to his sword attacks.
His eyes fell on the leader of the elf squad at the moment when the vines had nearly stopped coming for him since the mana that the elf had used was nearly exhausted. This made a shiver run down the elfs' spine since he was not p[repared to deal with the speed Walker had suddenly displayed.
Since he had no choice but to try and defend himself the elf pulled another sword from his back leaving the two ceremonial hooked swords on the platform he had been resting on. The new sword in his had had a much deeper green and brown color mixed with some blue. It was almost as if it was somehow alive with the plants of the forest.
